between
By Di_Hard
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hills are mirrors
reflecting dreams
bullet hole sun
through sky window
air comes in shards
blown out, cutting
rainbow bridges
instants of sea
seagulls scratch time
and disappear
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I got a picture in my mind of
I got a picture in my mind of you day-dreamy out in the lovely weather yesterday.
I wasn't sure what two instants of sea referred to, – maybe the two ends of the rainbow? I liked the shards of breeze, the sun blazing through the hole, and the seagulls scratching time! Rhiannon
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That first stanza made me
That first stanza made me think of you walking between hills and imagining your dreams where they will never disappear, but that the hills will keep them safely reflected ready for when you return.
Loved the idea of the bullet hole sun shining through, and the air coming in shards, blown out cuttings. Air can be so biting when walking in the wild wind.
The seagulls scratching time made me think of how they can drift on the air currant when it's very windy.
So much to think about in your poem, it was very inspiring.
Jenny.
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'seagulls scratch time' -
'seagulls scratch time' - what a beautiful line that is!
Is this about a viewpoint somewhere? Your house maybe? Very much enjoyed - thank you!
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Sharp and memorable.
Sharp and memorable.
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